Take me out of this dull world,
and dance upon the mountains
like a flame.
The acute development of our intellect and emphasis on achievement has been realized at a terrible price.
Material success has robbed us of our connection and perception of the energetic 'other-worlds' which exist all around us.
We can no longer unite with the spiritual beings that vitalize form; no longer connect with the faerie realms, and have turned our backs upon our divine connection to all life - the seen and unseen, and in so doing we have lost touch with our true selves.
We are only half alive.
We seek out the ageless wisdom of connection… forever aspiring to comprehend and blend with the whole. We become dreamers and poets, explorers of frequencies and subtler systems of being.
And, if our hearts are true, spiritual synchronicity becomes active in our lives. I was brought up in the Celtic tradition and séances/spirit callings were part of my life.
Later, when I came to America, I was introduced to Lakota thought and philosophy which answered the questions I had about the nature of,
There are five of these invisible bands of moving power:
Our five fingers and five
toes are sensors for the building blocks of our reality - the
magical force of five.
In my understanding it is
the two dimensional blueprint of our reality.
The black east/west road of suffering where the heart(4th chakra of air) is at war with the west (the 2nd chakra of water - emotions) or the north/south road of earth (first chakra) and fire (third chakra) - the spirit road.
At the centre of the
cross roads, the tree of life blooms (awareness) and the hoop
(circle) of all living nations is formed.
Separation is an illusion created by duality. We can find this understanding in the Lakota phrase:
Shaman were aware that just as the material world is dual, and by that I mean a love/hate polarity, the spiritual realms were populated by good and bad spirits.
The negative creatures are known as wakan sica - bad medicine and in my tradition they are called the Unseelie Court of Faerie:
...and other high
frequency plants are burnt in an effort to dispel negative 'spirits
and thought forms' from ceremonies, homes and other dwellings.
'Vision is the art
of seeing what is
invisible to others.'
Our visible world is populated by a diversity of beings:
The unseen side of our reality is inhabited by hosts of beings called elementals - spirits that are electro-magnetically attached to the Skan fields of earth, water, fire, air and space.
The elemental cosmic
forces interpenetrate the earth, and the inhabitants of these hidden
realms are aware of us, even though we are not aware of them.
They are drawn to our emotional state by resonance.
At this moment, faerie beings could be standing right in front of us - sitting in the same chair, and we don't have a clue there's anything there. Sometimes even though we can't see these invisible beings, we can sense their presence.
We may see a fleeting glimpse of movement on the periphery of our vision, or the feeling that 'something' is with us in the room…watching us.
A creeping chill at the
back of our neck when we enter an old house, ruins or cemetery, and
the sudden disappearance of an item that we're using, only to have
it reappear in a place we know we didn't put it.
These pass-gates were
known to the shamans of the past but with the destruction of
indigenous people and their earth based cultures, the sacred
knowledge and language was lost. In today's world there are few
people left who know how to contact the energies of spiritual
We have now been
spiritually neutered and instead of being able to walk in many
worlds we have been confined to one.
We know their form, characteristics, caprices, tribes and lineage, but in my experience with elementals, I have found that they are electro-magnetic wave patterns.
They have no material
shape and can appear to human perception in any form they want, but
normally one that is immediately recognizable to the viewer.
'Hell is empty.
All the devils are here.'
Is this Fact or Fiction?
Billions of sentient lifeforms are butchered every day for their flesh while countless others are hunted for sport, trapped, tortured, caged and murdered for so called science, by soulless beings that masquerade as men.
Millions of innocent
people are maimed, murdered and displaced by power crazed demons
fighting over ever dwindling resources - earth is being used up.
multi-dimensional mirror of the tragedy that is happening in our
dimension and how it affects the elemental worlds and higher planes
The Cathach - the horned serpent from the stars
depicting the Cathach is in the old chapel of Kilrush in
Imprisoned in stone
In plumes of fire and smoke, he had seen Braxach arrive at the Giant's Cliffs with Duir, the father of dwarves, riding on his back.
They had been pursuing the legions of devils and demons that had followed the Cathach in his murderous rampage along the coast. The dragon had settled on the beach and given them a fiery snort of greeting.
Duir slid off his back. As Braxach took to the air once
more, the dwarf king had told Uall and Finn of his and Braxach's
plan to trap the Cathach, saying that he needed the giants' help to
The air grew cold, and then with a churning of the waters, the Cathach had raised its horned head and, coiling its gargantuan bulk, struck at them with gaping jaws.
As the Cathach attacked, Braxach had sent a blast of fire into the monster's eyes.
The giants had ripped up the rock and earth in front of them, forming a great wall thousands of feet high. Blinded, the Cathach did not see the upraised cliff and slammed into the rock face.
Duir was waiting. Once the Cathac's body had made contact with the stone, Duir had called out to the burning lakes of liquid fire deep beneath the earth for aid.
With his hands, the dwarf sire had woven a stone spell of molten lava and then cast the magma stream around the monster.
Singing in the language of the stone, he had hardened the burning liquid into rock, trapping the Cathach within a sarcophagus of enchanted stone.